Where the mind goes when you’re making lunch and the salad crunch with the cruton and the neutron and the plasma and my asthma and miasma and I ask Ma where the mind goes As I fetch the mail holy grail Like it best in Braille Cause it aint so frail like to feel I’m real and can deal the real deal where the mind goes
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